Hello, and welcome to another instalment of Character Snapshots! Today we’ll be talking to Jules deTania just after the events that take place in Bellica. There are spoilers ahead, so beware.
As promised, here is the rest of yesterday’s little snippet. “Who’s this, then?” she asked into the long silence. “Beats me,” Jules said, face earnest. “I’d hazard a guess and say it’s the last Queen who was exiled to here.” “Thanks, Chief Officer of the Obvious,” she said sardonically and explored the rest of the room. Finding nothing of interest, she suggested they move on to the third door from the main hall. “And never come back in here again,” she added, looking at the skeleton. “Agreed.” If you’re intrigued enough by these snippets, consider picking up Bellica for
Hello! I’m finally back for SFSat, and this week I have two snippets for you — one today, one tomorrow. I know, I know — I’m awesome. This week’s Bellica snippet follows Yarrow and Jules’ adventures on Mt. Impri — after safely navigating past the first door, they explore what seems to be an ancient, long-abandoned city within the mountain. Turned out it was the kitchens and the servants’ quarters. After a quick search, they determined it was void of living things but, strangely, not food – the icebox was stocked full with unidentifiable meat, and there were even
For a bit of change of pace this week I’m giving y’all a small snippet from Bellica, my first novel. This is from later on in the novel, when Yarrow (my protagonist) and one of her closest and oldest friends, Jules, are investigating the insides of Mt. Impri — the capricious guardian of Atton, Athering’s northernmost town. Here they find strange, ancient mageks and a situation perhaps more dangerous than the one they left behind… “Frankly, though, this place gives me the creeps and I’d like to leave,” he added, and Yarrow felt a bit of bravado come back.
After bumping into her in the hallway, Chief Medical Officer Jules asks Healer Ghia what her plans are for Midwinter Eve. “I’m working at the Cauldron.” He sucked in his breath sharply, making a sympathetic face. “I do not envy you.” She gave a bark of laughter. “Please, Jules–we all know you secretly wish you were a short nineteen-year-old woman,” she said, merriment in her eyes as she teased him. Jules made a moue of astonishment as he held his hand up by his chest. “My secret is out! However will I live now, so malcontented being my old,